Seersucker jacket, white shoes...

[Ted Max]

...just a little bit too much cologne. But all in all, I am nailing it out there today.

[StraferJack]

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Looking good Ted

Smelling even better

[Ted Max]

Sant?, Jack. My solicitor thought I should perhaps lose the pocket square, but I'm confident the magistrate will appreciate the extra effort.

[HonaloochieB]

Hello Ted, my friend Dave earns a living as a professional Sienna Miller lookalike and was wondering if you'd care to join him as Lawalike on a few corporate gigs he has coming up.

He reckons all you'll have to do is turn up together, have row and you can knob off after a few minutes while 'she' gets comforted by a group of middle-managers.

Sounds like money for jam to me.

Just post a contact number/bail conditions etc and I'll pass them on.

[Peckhamgatecrasher]

Wot, no panama?

[Annette Curtain]

Ted Max Wrote:

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> ...just a little bit too much cologne. But all in

> all, I am nailing it out there today.

Upwind maybe.

Downwind not.

Of what cologne do we speak ?

[Ted Max]

Hello Ted, my friend Dave earns a living as a professional Sienna Miller lookalike and was wondering if you'd care to join him as Lawalike on a few corporate gigs he has coming up.

As it was an alleged matter of impersonation* that landed me in front of the beak this morning, my solicitor advises me I should decline your mate Dave's offer.

PGC, exactly. No Panama. I am not, currently, an itinerant ice cream salesman.

Anette, I retain an oz or two of Alfred Dunhill's finest - a larger share of which was given to me by my late pa when he departed for the night train to Southampton Docks one night. "Keep this, Theodore old son," he said, "and remember, if you can smell it when you're wearing it, you're wearing too much". He kissed my protruding cheekbones and left, arse first, through the cloakroom window.

* I walked from this one, by the way, as my lady accuser couldn't be sure in the cold light of day if I had been the same cove to whom she opened the door last summer, and from whom she mistakenly bought insurance (cash money, buy now while the offer lasts) for her five pet cats. In my opinion, she met Freddy the Fedora, who works the South Norwood through Addington end of the Tiddles in Peril market.

[Annette Curtain]

Ted Max Wrote:

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> Anette, I retain an oz or two of Alfred Dunhill's

> finest - a larger share of which was given to me

> by my late pa when he departed for the night train

> to Southampton Docks one night. "Keep this,

> Theodore old son," he said, "and remember, if you

> can smell it when you're wearing it, you're

> wearing too much". He kissed my protruding

> cheekbones and left, arse first, through the

> cloakroom window.

Swoon...

* swims back into the memory of time *

I just love that ribbed golden dome on the end of Alfred's finest.

" Ahh, just the smell of it "

Nette